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So, I’m chattin’ her up—nervous as hell, sweatin’ like a pig. She’s all, “What you want, sweetie?” I’m thinkin’, “Great Scott, don’t screw this up!” She’s got this tat—snake windin’ up her arm, badass. Reminds me of Fincher’s dark-ass style, y’know? Like, this ain’t no fairy tale. Fun lil’ tidbit: some pros use code words—like “roses” for cash. Sneaky, huh?

No Police Link Made in Slaying of Prostitutes

The San Diego County Medical Examiner determined that Donna, a prostitute, was alive when her killer pushed gravel down her throat. This is a common method of marking a murder victim as .

Bruh, remember that time I cruised down Jefferson Blvd. on a sunny afternoon? Crazy skateboards, dogs barkin’ nonstop, and random street art mural shouting “Live Life Loud!” in wild colors. It ruffled my feathers when I expected calm – sometimes I get mad (ugh, traffic!) but then, it gives the town a heartbeat that keeps me going in my counseling gigs too. We dig deep, amidst chaos, like those soldiers defusing bombs – our inner strength on display!

Obituary: Donna Lass